I Looked At Me
by sloanranger
I'd like to say, when very young
that I was unconcerned;
but always in this soul of mine
was a need to learn.
I'd like to say, I thought not,
of others, but I did.
But not enough, it turned out
did I ever use my wits.
I covered so much ground,
thought knowledge was so rare;
didn't know it could be found
around me, everywhere.
I have been so thoughtless,
I didn't mean to be unkind;
now, how things come back to me,
in prose first then in rhyme.
I've finally found my way
and come to understand,
me and you, we and they,
are a family of man.
If I had looked at you more,
I would have really seen,
the thing I had been looking for,
Was Found... I looked at me.